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The Legendary Beast Pack

Around the corner, a human had appeared, holding a cage with an Umbreon in it. And he was angry. Of course Xero was angry for still being in this hellhole.

Oh, how he envied those who escaped...

There was no appreciation towards the human, who was setting Xero's cage down. As the cage was set down, a short growl was emmited from it.

As if that human had better things to do (which he probably did), he completely ignored Xero and exited the room.

"Those humans... It's been so many years, and nothing has changed..." Xero mumbled. He then fired off a shadow ball at the bars, which reflected back at him. In the small space, the impact was powerful.

However, Xero had adapted to stamina- You need to when you want to win. Because of this, the blow only mildly affected Xero.
 
Smile smiled as Flyte started to fly. "You can do it!" She offered encouragingly. He turned to face her and crashed. Poor Flyte... "Sorry Flyte. I guess you'll do better next time. Practice makes perfect!"

After he got situated, he ran off towards the others. Smile was kind of behind, so she zoomed off as well, this time flying. It was much easier than walking, but being so behind it tired her out.

Soon Flyte will be able to do this. It must be kind of annoying to run on quick attack...

Soon enough she caught up to Flyte. She slowed down a bit and mostly hovered, buzzing her wings rapidly. She was still a bit behind, but not so much. "I'm back. Sorry I was distracted. You did great there!" She hoped he wasn't offended at her flying after he just crashed. She hated running.
 
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Paza watched as Flyte took off the ground-for a few seconds. "Nice work, Flyte. At least you can fly, I can't...wait, where are they going?" He raced off after them, drawing at his powers. Soon, he had successfully copied Quick Attack using Mimic, and ran after the Absol, Mightyena and Alakazam.

He soon caught up with Flyte and Smile. "Hey, thanks for using Quick Attack, if you hadn't I wouldn't have been able to mimic it and would have been left behind!"
 
Lurkky stumbled on his feet, trying to regain his speed. He was the last thing he'd ever expected himself to be: He was enraged. In his weakness, he felt Death creeping forward, but he pushed it back.

To him, the Alakazam was merely a bit deluded. But the Absol was a complete idiot. He ran up to her and shoved her weakly to the side, hoping she wouldn't overreact and retaliate with violence.

"Do you really not see the problem here? Do you really think it's the humans that are the threat? I'm not stupid, I know what they've done. I know how they torture us and experiment on us. But it's not just the humans that want us to fight anymore. When you talk about the weak being 'worthless' and 'deserving to die,' you prove it all. The humans may be cruel to us, they may beat us and experiment on us, but that's worth crap compared to what psychopaths like you are capable of. I can picture having a limb torn off every day, being starved by those who are too greedy, and having to both protect myself from and physically harm everybody who's a threat, and I can't stand it! At least the humans don't kill each other. If we could do things like they do then we might actually be better off!"

That should give her some perspective.

He saw another rock in his path, and this time he jumped it.
 
Smile appeared overhead, hovering along with them all.

"I'm back. Sorry I was distracted. You did great there!"

Flyte smiled as he darted around a large rock in the path.

"Thanks. It's kinda hard, but I guess I'll get the hang of it. Eventually."

Suddenly a meowth appeared running next to him and thanked Flyte for using quick attack so it could mimic the move.

"No problem. What's your name?" Flyte replied with a cheerful grin. His muscles twinged from the repeated quick attacking, but he ignored it.
 
She snarled at Crazyass as her thorny fur bristled. That weakling pushed her? Once again, her fur became more tinged. The Darkness radiating around it became more visible. She hated it when people touched her like that, hated. No matter how softly it was.

But the nasty grin spread wider on her face still, becoming disturbingly large as she bared her small fangs.

“Oh, you think you’re so high and mighty. One of those goody goods, I see. Who tried to attack one of us just a bit ago, huh? You’re a monster too, just like the rest of us, Crazy, no matter what crap you espouse. At least I admit that I’m a psychopath. In fact, I’d say you’re even more of a psychopath than I am. I don’t hear fake voices in my head and say that they did them, Crazy. Anyone who can’t defend themselves deserves the cruelty, did you hear me? And it’s human loving filth like you that needs to shut your trap before I give you a reason to protect yourself.”

She dashed past him, and as she did, she made sure that her scythe was very close to his face, close enough to lightly slash against it and create a shallow wound.
 
So, now they were running? Whatever, Hoss could use the practice anyway, not that he was all that good of a marathon runner. His short legs increased their pace, bringing Hoss up to a decent distance behind the faster members of the group. Almost habitually, Hoss brought down his club to the ground in time with his clunky steps; this was an easily-translated warning from his kind. It said 'stay away' better than bared teeth ever could, at least in place that cubone and marowak lived.

Puffing a bit, Hoss finally pulled up beside Halan, and by extension the riolu and erufuun clinging to her. Still breathing heavily, he addressed the cottony pokémon as quietly as he could manage.

"Sorry," he grunted, with a curt but meaningful nod. He really was quite remorseful for almost killing the poor pokémon, but there was nothing for it. The past was behind them, as there were no xatu in the group, and that was simply that.

Hoss fell behind once more, glad to slacken his pace. He really wasn't built for running.
 
A lone figure was flying ner virdian. Magic the wargle was fly, and notced a group of Pokemon head towards the city. They were... the battlers he fought! He swooped down in front of the Persian and said in his usual screechy voice, "Greeetings you all."
 
((done. if more editing is necessary, let me know.))

He felt the sting on his cheek and got angrier. He had never been this mad before. then again, he'd never met someone this crazy before. Before he knew what he was doing he was chasing after her. He lifted his tail and locked his scythe in front of hers, and then stopped, hoping to flip her over onto the ground.

"You think you're special?! Others can feel pain, you know! Sometimes there have to be rules to keep things in order and keep us from brutally killing each other! And no matter how messed up you are, you're never exempt! You can protest all you want and scream your twisted views into my ears day and night but it changes nothing! I don't care if Death is a product of my insanity or not, I keep control because I have to! And so do you!"

Somewhere in his head, Death was cackling. Lurkky felt himself calming down, but he couldn't help but wait in terror for the consequences of the terrible mistake he had just made.
 
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Pali clutched a little tighter to the Lucario's arms, not wanting to drift out of his grasp and frighten the little baby Riolu, who seemed to have finally calmed down.

"Poor thing... does she even know what seeing is...? Little Riolu... it's not bad that you can't see... might be harder, but it's not bad... don't feel bad that you can't... I'm sure you can't help it...."

She remained still in Halan's arms. She was starting to feel a little claustrophobic, but given the costs of being let go, she was willing to endure.

She also noticed the Marowak, the same one she was sure she may have fought before. Shuddering a little in remembering the damage he did to her, she still did like how he was apologizing.

"It's okay... I'm sure you wouldn't have if you had the choice....anyway it's behind us now... we can still be friends..." she smiled a little at him.
 
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Dominic picked up the pace as the others ran on. He easily pulled up alongside the Ninetales, running on all fours. He looked up at her as they ran. A black fox...hmm...that seemed...familiar. He frowned, looking up at her.

"...You were a pitfighter, weren't you?" He asked carefully, inspecting her features. She looked...yes, it could be her. The black fire fox he had faced once. The one he tried to defend.
 
Sheila noticed out of the corner of her eye, the Raichu from before. He seemed to be speaking to her. "Yes, I was a fighter... why do you ask?" as she ran, she looked at him, tilting her head. She didn't remember seeing a Raichu quite like him down there, although she had faced many.

"...That Raichu... is that...?" The voice seemed to be cutting in and out now, but it sounded a bit more... curious, than before, from what she could hear of it.

Hmm... must've been nothing...
 
This would’ve amused her… his anger would’ve amused her so much… if he hadn’t touched her again.

She stopped abruptly as their scythes locked together and was tossed to the ground. Embarrassed… made to look like a fool…

Now there was no control. She had warned Crazyass, and he had continued, he had put her in the mood she hadn’t been before. The grin left the Absol’s face as a very dangerous murderous look seeped into her red eyes. Slowly, she got up from the ground. A dark aura became visible around Naxalge as her spiked fur bristled out completely.

“Nobody… nobody can control me. And nobody tells me what to do, especially not a low life like you. I was going to go easy… I gave you a warning… now it’s time to wipe out the filth.” Those were all the words she could utter, because the rest was beyond words. Naxalge’s scythe seemed to become even more spiked and thorny, much like her fur. It almost… crackled with a sort of dark lightning.

Without so much as a warning, the black Absol charged right for the Mightyena as all of the dark aura around was focused on her scythe. She lowered her head as she abruptly ran to the side and aimed the powerful Night Slash at his legs in attempts to knock him down. This time... she wasn't holding back.
 
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((Sorry 'bout the abcense; I was at a play, and I am currently typing this on my DSi.))

Frollo, at first mildly amused by the ever growing argument between Naxalge and the Mightyena, was now becoming very irritated by the latter's words.

"You don't seem to understand, do you? Not all of us have your foollish idealistic views on this world. I have lived for seventy-three years; I know what effects everyone has had on it. Pokemon and humans both contribute to the decline of the other; this cycle has not ended, and it will not end, not unless we liberate. Then, maybe, the pokemon will come to understand how rotted the world is, and-"

The two pokemon suddenly attacked one another.

Frollo knew that he could do nothing to stop the battle (certainly not against a Night Slash of that power,) so he ran ahead, sending a telepathic message to Naxalge:

However strong this one might be, I can already tell that it was a mistake to allow him to come with us. I assure you, he will be a loss we cut at the next pit. If you continue, he might very well use this as his justification, and we don't want him to speak, now do we?

Hoping that she would hear the message, and stop her attack for the time being, Frollo cotinued onward.
 
"I'm Paza." He purred as he struggled to keep up with the Eevee. The Eevee, lucky him, was used to Quick Attack but Paza had never moved so fast in his life.
"How are you supposed to see anything? All I can see is blurs of color!"
 
Allum had changed to a Jolteon to keep up with Frollo. It used energy to change his form but in the long run he was saving energy by not pushing himself. When the Absol had been flipped by the Mightyena he had suppressed a chuckle, but when she attacked he halted and knew he could do nothing to stop the attack. With a sigh he turned and began to keep pace with Frollo who seemed not to have slowed in the least.
"I wonder how many of us will be at each others throats by the time this is over. I have no doubt that Absol will have threatened quite a few." He smiled and continued to keep pace with the Alakazam.
"Wait, I never properly introduced myself. You can call me Allum. How should I address you?"
 
Halan landed on a tree branch, looking down at Pali and Anny. He stared silently, not sure if he heard the fluffy-one right. "...Blind...? Vhat do you mean..." He muttered, leaning down to look Anny in the eyes. He waited for her to register him, only to feel his heart sink deep into his gut and shatter.

His daughter was blind and he didn't notice this.

Vhat kind of Father doesn't notice these things...Vhat if I...am not made out for this. Nyet...I'll keep trying. I von't give up until I prove to myselfI can't do this. But now...how vill she be able to survive...she's too young to use aura on her own to sense more than emotions...

"Then teach her...show her a new sight...her first sight..."

He glances back up, looking around for the voice. He lets out a warning growl to the mysterious being, not able to see their aura. He then glances down when a Marowak approached under the tree and spoke up to Pali. From what he could guess, those two met before.

No fur off my nose. As long as ve don't start fighting one another, ve vill reach there first united.

He sighed and stand in the tree, looking ahead. His eyes light up, a smirk on his face as he hops down onto the ground. He called up to Ed and Shelia "I can see a large building ahead. Ve are making good time...just a bit further and ve vill be there!" He laughed, leaning down and licking the top of Anny's head.
 
Flyte laughed a little upon hearing the meowth.

"You can't really rely on your eyesight that much unless you have the eyes of a Pidgeot. Which I do. Stupid genetic tampering. Anyway, even then it's hard to see, you just have to look for the shapes of stuff. It'll be blurry, but...it's more manageable. Here, if you want, feel free to jump up on my back. I don't mind." He smiled at the struggling meowth.

He suddenly raced past where the Absol was attacking that Mightyena. Although he couldn't help but remember the sight of that same Mightyena leaping for him, claws outstretched, bloodlust raging in its eyes, he still pitied the creature. he shouldn't have messed with the Absol...she was....dangerous.
 
Lurkky landed on the ground. His legs were severely wounded.
What a bitch he thought, not realizing the irony of the fact that he was canine. He struggled to stand up, but found it hard.
"I bet you've never lost a fight," he said, "but get over yourself! I guarantee that you'll lose someday, and not necessarily to someone stronger than you! You don't even know what weak is!"
He already knew that that wouldn't convince her. He finally pulled himself up, and two glands on his neck started expanding rapidly. He exhaled quickly, spewing out a huge black cloud in the absol's direction.
 
Basaina had figured that Naxalge could take care of herself, and simply brutalize the Mightyena if he pissed her off too much. However, Frollo seemed to be not bothering to take much interest in the growing conflict, and she finally stopped when she saw a black cloud out of the corner of her eye. Whirling around, she didn't bother wasting time with speech - she just gathered the always abundant fire energy and let loose a Flamethrower in an attempt to disperse it.

"Oh, I assure you, Crazy, we all know what weakness is. Weakness is mewling, pathetic wretches like you," she snarled, fur bristling and making herself look even bigger than normal. That was a lie - she knew what weakness is, had felt it today and back when she had been a pup, fearful and willing to do anything to find a purpose to cling to. "Now why don't you promise to leave us alone and keep running quietly like a good little weakling? Come on, Horrid Queen of the pits - if you want, we can make a list and deal out punishment for all of it later, all at once."

With that, she sauntered for a few moments before focusing on catching up with Frollo, occasionally twitching an ear to detect if the Mightyena was still causing delays. Of course, it was all his fault, because he was an easy target for further blame, regardless of the truth.
 
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